Chapter 193 Wei Dewei, I wrongly blamed you!

Author: wake up duck

Chapter 193 Wei Dewei, I wrongly blamed you!

"Although I have never been here, I have a documentary at home that was shot here."

Allen glanced around with emotion and introduced: "This used to be the Korean Governor's Palace of the island country. It followed the British model of setting up the Governor's Palace. The people of the island country put great thought into it."

"They demolished a lot of the palace and used materials to build the Governor's Palace. The documentary was filmed here in 1937."

After all, Jiaxin was half a head taller than Shuzhen, so she naturally squeezed in to Allen from the side and said gently: "Your Excellency, you are so knowledgeable. You even know the history here. What is that documentary about?"

Being praised in this way, Allen got excited and talked, pointing to the traces on the wall and saying: "It's a documentary. It records the story of an organization called the Patriotic Golden Hairpin Society established by women from aristocratic families in North Korea.

"

"Patriotic Golden Hairpin Association?" Jiaxin was stunned. The name sounded heroic and had the feeling of being a woman who would not be outdone by men. Coupled with Allen's introduction, it was founded by women from North Korean aristocratic families.

"Yes! They donated money and materials to the island country's army at that time, and some women also provided other services to the officers and soldiers in the governor's palace at that time."

When talking about service, Allen glanced at Jiaxin.

His eyes were very natural and pure, but it was this look that made Jiaxin blush. She instinctively felt that this service was not simple!

Still wanting to continue asking, Shuzhen silently moved to Allen's right side and pretended to be curious: "Your Excellency, you haven't said whose portrait was hung here before."

Allen looked at the rectangular mark and sighed.

Now that his status is different, the relationship between the royal family of Great Britain and the royal family of the island country is still very close. It is not easy for him to directly insult anyone in such a public situation. It is not good for it to spread. He can only say quietly: "A man who has sinned deeply has long been

People who deserve to die, but are still alive until now.”

"Oh? He should have died a long time ago, so why didn't he die?"

Jiaxin leaned closer to Allen again, her arm pressed against Allen's arm, and asked curiously after hearing this.

"He is very good at disguising. He pretends to be crazy and acts like a fool. He has managed to survive till now. Well, don't ask. You will know later. Just go upstairs."

Allen didn't want to say anything anymore, so he took the first step and walked upstairs.

"Sir, if I go to Great Britain in the future, can you take me to see that documentary? I also want to see the documentary from more than fifty years ago."

Jiaxin sat next to Allen, holding a decanter and pouring wine for Allen while talking.

"oh?"

Allen didn't know if she really didn't hear it or if she did it on purpose.

He touched the goblet lightly with his finger, signaling that the wine was ready.

At this time, there were four people sitting at the small table in the restaurant. Allen was at the head of the table, Jiaxin and Shuzhen were sitting on either side of Allen, and old Carl was sitting opposite Allen.

Jiaxin is responsible for pouring the wine, and Shuzhen is responsible for setting the tableware.

A very simple dinner, fried steak, mushroom soup, two vegetables, and a piece of freshly baked bread.

The steaks were fried and cut into pieces. Allen picked up a fork and picked up a piece, which was about the size of a mahjong piece. He took a bite of it. The taste was a bit bland, and he lightly dipped it in a little salt.

Jiaxin looked at the cooked steak on the plate with a curious look on her face.

When I was in Xiangjiang, when I went to a Western restaurant to eat Western food, they always called it "how rare" or "how rare". She has grown so big that the steaks are clearly distinct. Just by looking at the color, you can tell it is a well-done steak. Today this is the first

First time eating!

Doesn’t it mean that Westerners are very particular about eating steak?

The gentleman in front of me is a genuine traditional aristocrat. How can he eat his steak well-done?

Curious, Jiaxin forked a piece of steak. This kind of cut steak was very convenient, as there was no need to cut it yourself.

As soon as the steak enters your mouth, there is a slight smell of black pepper, but it does not cover up the original meat flavor. It is just that this kind of well-done steak is a bit difficult to chew.

"Sir, why don't you eat the kind of steak that's more or less cooked?"

"Um?"

"Haha, this is my personal habit. I don't like to eat raw food, not even half-cooked food. Whether it's seafood or ordinary meat, I like to eat fully cooked food."

As he spoke, Allen raised his glass gently, signaled to the three of them, and took a sip of red wine to share the meat.

Old Karl took over and said: "This kind of 15-hour beef is still fresh. There is no time to process it in advance. It is not suitable for eating it if it is too tender. The young master likes to eat it chewy."

"Oh" Jiaxin looked at Allen and then at Old Carl, what does this 15-hour beef mean?

"Sir, you said 15 hours, is that also Sir Allen's preference? That is to say, the beef should be left for 15 hours before eating?"

Old Karl looked at the curious Jiaxin and suddenly smiled and said: "15 hours is the time it takes to get here after being slaughtered from Wales, processed, loaded on the plane, and airlifted here! In addition to bath water, the young master, there is nothing here

I won’t eat any other ingredients, they are all fresh ingredients flown in from Wales.”

"Oh oh oh!"

After Old Carl's explanation, Jiaxin looked at the ingredients in front of her and felt a restrained sense of luxury.

Except for the bath water, everything else was flown in from Wales over ten hours.

How much manpower and material resources will this cost?

This may be the life of aristocrats. They don’t have to go to a Western restaurant like ordinary people. They are very particular and pay attention to all kinds of etiquette. Even when they eat a steak, they have to learn how to cook it well. Even if they are not used to it, they can’t cook it according to their own taste.

Depending on your preference.

If you order a well-done steak in a Western restaurant, you will be laughed to death by the people around you, right?

And the gentleman in front of me eats according to his own preferences, but even if outsiders know it, who dares to laugh at him?

Although Allen never said anything, he just took a piece of beef and put it in his mouth slowly from time to time.

But he just sat there cross-legged, with that indifferent aura, that inexplicable, indescribable feeling, which suddenly gave Jiaxin a strange feeling.

This has nothing to do with appearance. She admitted that as long as she met the Lord and saw him in person, it would be a completely different feeling than when she saw him on TV.

He was more real, more charming, better looking than the one on TV, and now he was even more imposing. Anyway, it was an imposing manner that she couldn't describe.

A dinner was eaten much slower than usual. After finishing the meal, Old Carl watched the two "tour guides" getting closer and closer to his young master. It was almost like feeding. One helped pour the wine, and the other was in charge.

He told anecdotes about Hong Kong, and then frequently tempted Allen to drink. The two seemed to have agreed upon it.

this occasion

Old Karl stood up and was about to move.

Allen looked up at Old Carl.

"Well, young master, I've finished eating, and I want to go to His Highness's place for a visit. You can rest here tonight. I'll come see you if anything happens."

The villa they are in now is not the original one, but the one where Jiaxin and Shuzhen first stayed, which is right next to Allen's original villa.

"Okay, go ahead."

Allen nodded, then nodded to Shuzhen next to him, gesturing for her to continue.

Shuzhen looked at Jiaxin who put her hand on Allen's arm, narrowed her eyes slightly, then smiled and continued to tell Allen about the new things after she came back this year.

"Your Excellency, Jiaxin participated in the competition in July and was still the Miss Hong Kong champion. It's not like me who was rumored to have plastic surgery and didn't even get a ranking."

As he spoke, his eyes turned red.

This sentence seems to be praising Jiaxin, but with the comparison of her success, coupled with his miserable condition and reddish eyes, it feels inexplicably pitiful.

Ouch yo yo.

The test is here again, this damn test.

Allen drank a lot of red wine, but Shuzhen and Jiaxin who accompanied him also drank a lot. The difference was that the two of them combined kept trying to persuade him to drink, which made Allen one-on-one.

After drinking the wine, my originally fair face became rosy from the inside out, and even my lips became brighter and brighter, which was paired with this charming little expression.

Although Allen feels that this little girl is most likely acting, she looks very emotional.

Putting down the wine glass, he grabbed Shuzhen's little hand with his left hand. Allen smiled and comforted: "I heard that there is an old saying in China that a person who no one is jealous of is not a talent! Some people spread rumors about you and are jealous of you. This just proves your

What strength.”

Feeling that her hand was being pinched by a pair of strong hands, Shuzhen lowered her head slightly as if shy. While lowering her head, she did not forget to glance at Jiaxin and gave her a very proud look.

"That's what your Excellency said"

"Don't call me Your Excellency. It's too awkward! Just call me Allen. You spent the whole afternoon shopping with me today. Thank you for your hard work. I didn't bring any special gifts when I came to Korea this time. I'll send someone to you tomorrow."

Allen saw that the atmosphere was about to change, but he still stubbornly maintained his persona. He changed his title first and kept calling him "Your Excellency." It was respect, but it still lacked a little bit of flavor. This was not the time to be particular.

"Your Excellency, Allen!" Jiaxin took Allen's arm and gently pulled her into her arms.

Allen, who was holding Shuzhen's little hand sideways, was led to the right.

"Ellen, I'm very happy to be able to travel in Korea with you. I don't need to give you any gifts. You just said that it's too cute."

Jiaxin pursed her lips and muttered something softly, as if she was being coquettish.

Allen blinked. At this moment, he felt like the King of the Mountain was caught by two female goblins at the wine table.

The left hand was originally holding Shuzhen's hand, but now that Jiaxin pulled it like this, Shuzhen grabbed his hand harder.
To be continued...